Laser!!
10: Chapter 10: Light-Speed Kick!
Laser!!
Chapter 10: Light-Speed Kick!
Laser!!
Ning Que withdrew his gaze.
His eyelids began drooping again, and his body naturally tilted toward Ning Rongrong.
The way he slumped against her was completely at odds with the person who had just kicked a Soul Saint flying.
“Ning Que!” Ning Rongrong was already used to this.
She reached out with both hands and caught him with practiced ease, letting him lean against her shoulder again.
She couldn’t suppress the smile on her lips.
Her chin was raised high, and her bright eyes swept proudly across everyone present.
Her expression clearly said: See that?
That’s my Ning Que.
At the edge of the field, Dai Mubai’s face alternated between pale and flushed.
He hadn’t even seen that kick clearly.
He had only seen a flash of light, and then Teacher Zhao had gone flying.
Zhao Wuji was a Rank 76 Soul Saint.
Even without using a soul skill, his physical defenses alone weren’t something a Soul Grandmaster could shake.
At least, Dai Mubai couldn’t do it…
“Good kid.” Zhao Wuji emerged from the ruins and lowered his head to look at the footprint still smoking on his chest.
Then he revealed two rows of white teeth.
That kick had genuinely reached the level of a Soul Ancestor.
Such a genius!
Zhao Wuji raised his eyes.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had hidden him well.
There hadn’t been the slightest rumor about such a promising talent outside.
At such a young age, he could kick a Soul Saint through the air with a single kick.
There had to be a Titled Douluo personally teaching him behind the scenes.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
The light in Zhao Wuji’s eyes grew even brighter.
“Not bad.
We’ve still got half an incense stick…” His voice was even louder than before, shaking several strands of thatch loose from the half-collapsed cottage beside him.
But before he could finish, the excitement on his face suddenly froze.
Because the golden-haired boy in the middle of the field wasn’t looking at him at all.
Ning Que yawned.
His sleepy eyes were half-open, and his gaze lazily swept across the field.
He wasn’t looking at Zhao Wuji.
He was looking toward the other side.
Dai Mubai.
Tang San.
Xiao Wu.
“You three.” His tone was completely flat.
Dai Mubai’s expression changed.
Tang San’s brows furrowed slightly.
Xiao Wu’s eyes widened.
“I know you’re holding a grudge.” Ning Que yawned again.
A little moisture gathered at the corners of his eyes from the drowsiness, and he casually wiped it away.
“Once on the street, once at the hotel.
You’ve been holding it in, and I’m tired of looking at you.” His eyelids lifted slightly, revealing a pair of pale golden eyes.
“Come at me together.
Once I’m done, I can go back to sleep.” The moment he finished speaking— “Kid.” Zhao Wuji’s voice came from the side, carrying a hint of warning.
“They’re your teammates.” Shrek Academy recruited monsters.
There could be competition and friction between monsters, but once they stepped onto the battlefield, they had to be willing to entrust their backs to one another.
That was his principle as a teacher.
Ning Que turned his head and glanced at Zhao Wuji.
The look in his eyes was one of genuine indifference.
“Heh.” He chuckled softly.
“They’re not qualified.” “That’s right!” Ning Rongrong spoke before anyone else could.
Her chin was raised even higher than before, and her eyes curved into two crescents.
“Ning Que is right.
You’re not qualified!” She planted her hands on her hips and proudly looked around at everyone.
At that moment, everyone finally realized where this young lady’s arrogant personality came from.
Combined with the golden-haired boy’s utterly overbearing and conceited attitude…
They really were a perfect match.
Tang San took a deep breath and stepped forward.
“Friend, it was only a few verbal disputes.
There’s no need for this.
Passing the test is what matters right now…” “No.
There is a need.” Ning Que’s voice remained completely emotionless.
“People only remember pain after they’ve been beaten.
And only after realizing the gap between them will they know to keep their distance.” He tilted his head slightly.
His golden hair slid down over his forehead, revealing his eyes, which had finally opened completely.
“Don’t you agree?” “Or…” Ning Que casually brought up what Tang San and the others had demanded of them yesterday.
“You can apologize, and I’ll forgive you.
How about it?” “No.
That’s impossible.
I didn’t do anything wrong.
We were only trying to help…” Before Tang San could finish explaining— His pupils suddenly contracted.
His combat instincts reacted faster than his conscious mind.
He slammed both feet against the ground and rapidly retreated while simultaneously circulating his Mysterious Heaven Skill to its absolute limit.
“Xiao San, watch out!” Xiao Wu’s voice exploded from the side.
A brilliant purple light suddenly illuminated Tang San’s eyes.
He pushed his Purple Demon Eyes to the limit, the violet radiance within his pupils constantly shifting as his dynamic vision was forced to its current maximum.
Everything around him seemed to slow down.
And yet— All his eyes could capture was a streak of light.
Light moving at an extreme speed!
There was no way to dodge!
“Mysterious Jade Hands!” Tang San gritted his teeth and crossed both arms before his chest.
His arms took on a lustrous white-jade sheen.
The Mysterious Jade Hands were one of the Tang Sect’s strongest defensive techniques.
Once cultivated to the highest level, they could resist a hundred poisons and even shatter metal and stone.
At this moment, he could only take the attack head-on!
“Light-Speed Kick.” A lazy voice sounded beside his ear.
It was so close that it seemed to be right against his back.
Then an immense force slammed into his crossed arms.
“BOOM—!” The resulting explosion was different from the previous two.
It was deeper.
Heavier.
Like a ten-thousand-jin warhammer smashing into an anvil.
Tang San was blasted backward like a cannonball.
His back smashed through one wooden house.
His momentum didn’t slow.
He tore through a second.
Then a third.
The sharp cracks of splintering beams erupted one after another.
Thatched grass filled the sky, while broken pieces of wood rained down.
The wall of the fourth wooden house was blown apart, leaving a massive hole.
Tang San disappeared into the dark opening.
Then— There was no further sound.
“No…” Xiao Wu stood frozen in place, still maintaining the posture of someone about to rush forward.
“Xiao San!!!” The third brother in her heart, the one who was always calm, always had a solution, and could always protect her, had been kicked flying.
She hadn’t even had time to help him…
How could Xiao San possibly lose?
When reality finally sank in, Xiao Wu’s furious gaze stabbed directly toward the golden-haired boy.
“Can’t you be reasonable?!” But then she met his eyes.
Pale golden pupils.
Half-open.
There wasn’t a trace of unnecessary emotion within them.
No pride.
No provocation.
Not even the slightest tension one should have during a fight.
There was only one thing— Boredom.
Standing before the furious girl, with the ruins of the wooden houses Tang San had crashed through behind him, Ning Que slowly raised one finger.
A point of light appeared at his fingertip.
It flickered twice.
Then began to gather and compress.
From a speck of starlight, it became the size of a grain of rice.
Then it grew into a small sphere of light at his fingertip.
Its edges radiated an intensely dazzling platinum-white glow.
A faint hum filled the air.
“Laser!!” For a brief instant, Xiao Wu felt as though her heart had stopped.
Her instincts— That innate beastly instinct belonging to a soul beast— screamed at her to get out of the way.
The power contained within that sphere of light wasn’t something she could withstand.
“Whoosh—!” A beam of light shot from Ning Que’s fingertip.
It pierced through space at a speed completely invisible to the naked eye.
Xiao Wu’s body reacted faster than her thoughts.
Her waist bent backward at an angle impossible for an ordinary person to achieve.
Her scorpion braid dragged across the ground, while her entire body nearly folded into an arch.
The beam skimmed past her forehead.
The scorching heat singed several loose strands of hair.
A burnt smell slowly spread through the air.
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